Bloody hell! Does that idjit know all you need to do is use Maizena instead of wheat flour? Was she living under a bridge when you met?
That is royally fucked up 
Evidently not. What was truly disappointing is that she is always so grateful when I make things sugar-free for her. So you would think you would try to return the favor - especially when you say “i’ll bring something gluten free!”
That’s really mean of her. I’m a vegetarian and I’ve happily cooked gluten-free food for celiacs, cooked meat for devoted omnivores, and even cooked a vegan entree and a number of vegan sides (thank goodness for Italian inlaws who think nothing of seeing olive oil in food instead of butter) for Thanksgiving. Sure it’s not easy, but being considerate and thoughtful is worth it.
Thanks. I guess to me, bringing in a yummy-looking cake that I can’t eat to my home feels like what a bottle of wine to an alcoholic must feel like.
I don’t think you’re being over sensitive at all. It was a mean, shitty thing to do. I don’t know why people do things like this. Really boggles my mind. The year I was diagnosed with hypoglycemia, I couldn’t have sugar at all. My sister got me a various assortment of Godiva chocolates. Then just laughed at me as I opened each one.
I just don’t get it.
I had a boss who had celiac disease, as did his daughter. His boss knew full well that the guy couldn’t eat wheat/oats/barley/rye or products containing their byproducts. What did he choose to give as a Christmas present to a guy who has celiac disease? Big assortment of various delicious cookies, made from standard flour of course.
(I made him homemade vanilla extract, from a vanilla bean soaked in solely-potato-derived vodka, as he did do home gluten-free baking.)
I think some people imagine that any dietary restriction is just crankery.
My husband, who I love dearly and has many good qualities, can be really really inconsiderate. For the last few months I’ve talked about various things I need/want/covet. I posted them on my facebook, mentioned them in conversation, showed him things on websites, etc. I did everything but drag him to a store and put an item in his hand and say “Buy me this”. (this, actually, is how I’ve managed just about every other gift-giving event previously)
This christmas he got me a crappy knockoff of a product I use frequently that didn’t even really work properly. Then he tried to make me feel bad because “That’s the only thing I could think to get you for christmas, you are really hard to buy for…” Later, when we went to family christmas, he asked me what he should say he got me for christmas so he wouldn’t look bad for not getting me anything. :smack:
I’m starting to get it - people who do mean, shitty things are most likely mean, shitty people. Some of them hide it better than others, or you don’t want to believe it, but actions speak louder than words.
You know, I can understand why people type “it’s” for a possessive – almost every other word they encounter that takes a possessive at all forms it with “-'s”. And given that it’s not quite obsolete to form plurals of numbers and letters with the apostrophe, I can even understand “orange’s, 5 for $1.00”. “For all intensive purposes” grates, but it does make a skewed sort of sense. I’m easygoing.
But the fumblewits who write “per say” for per se nerdle by curd. If you’re going to use a Latinate phrase, no matter how thoroughly adopted it is, spell it right. If the people who write “per say” were charged $1.00 per write, cost donated to defray purchase of English textbooks, the world would be a slightly better place.
While there are people who use their dietary restrictions/issues to control the behavior of others, I think in both the case of melodyharmonius’s friend and Dusty Rose’s sister they knew it was a real health-damaging restriction.
If this is a one-time brain-fart on the part of melodyharmonius’s friend, I’d advise her to forget it and move on. If it’s a pattern, I’d advise her to reconsider the friendship. Dusty Rose’s sister gets no such slack (I’m believing that it was real laughter, not nervous o-shit-I-fucked-up tittering).
Eh, someday they’ll get their Just Desserts.
Its over! woot.
I feel relief, but don’t enjoy the weather.
For gods sake, one store has just put in their valentines displays.
Remember, St. Patrick’s Day is just around the corner. Better stock up on the booze.
Don’t go to Target. They have a huge display of swimsuits out. :rolleyes:
You know what, Cat Whisperer? I think you’ve hit the nail square on the head. Well said.
I agree with you. I know my sister did it to be mean, and I think melodyharmonius’s friend did, too. I’m so very glad that I don’t have that need to do things like that to people.
Well, I’ve got my Post-Christmas cold now. I hate friggin’ colds.
(Thanks, Dusty Rose. I wasn’t just trying to be smart - it hasn’t always been apparent to me when people are being mean because they are mean.)
I’m glad you wrote it. Because, apparently, I’ve fallen into the “don’t want to believe it” camp, and I’ve FINALLY (after 30 years) taken a step or two out of it. I mean, sometimes, it’s just that simple, isn’t it? They do mean things because they ARE mean.
I know it’s too late but for future incidents the proper response is to “trip” while bring said cake to the table and drop it on the floor.
Wow. All I could think when I read the lead-in reference was, “Huh, I wonder if it’s something like Roth’s The Human Stain.” Guess I was right.